Taking the leap tomorrow

[Skoal Monster]

Hello all,

My name's Sean and I'm new to this site.Ã,  I'd like to first say- this really is a wonderful place to help people escape the nicotine/dip trap that has once captured us all.Ã, 
I've come to the point in my life where I know that I am controlled by the can that is never out of arms reach.Ã,  I've seen it detrimentally affect my life in many aspects: my bank account, my overall and oral health, and my social life.Ã,  I've somehow been lucky (or cursed) enough to hide my disgusting addiction from my girlfriend ever since we've started dating, always coming up with lame excuses to get away from her just to throw in a chaw.Ã,  The affect it has on my income is obvious.Ã,  And as I see my teeth yellow and brown while my gum line receeds I know deep within my soul there was once a time in my life where I'd throw a five-finger death punch at my own face for ever putting in a dip.Ã, 
I first experienced dip while playing baseball growing up, that mixed with being an avid waterfowler I was rarely ever without a can or someone willing to throw me a pinch.Ã,  At first it was occasional but now it's seemingly a constant addiction.Ã, 
I'd just like to extend my thanks to this website and I look forward to interacting with you all throughout my crusade to kill both the physical and psychological dip monster within me.Ã, 

All the best,
Sean

Why tomorrow? Tomorrow never comes. Nut up now and flush your crap. No time like the present.

What are you little orphan annie?? Tomorrow is bullshit. NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW

[Instigator]

click rite here and find out bout what happins tomorow.

At the risk of providing a spoiler to syndrome's link...who's lofty??

[syndrome]

click rite here and find out bout what happins tomorow.

[Instigator]

Hello all,

My name's Sean and I'm new to this site. I'd like to first say- this really is a wonderful place to help people escape the nicotine/dip trap that has once captured us all.
I've come to the point in my life where I know that I am controlled by the can that is never out of arms reach. I've seen it detrimentally affect my life in many aspects: my bank account, my overall and oral health, and my social life. I've somehow been lucky (or cursed) enough to hide my disgusting addiction from my girlfriend ever since we've started dating, always coming up with lame excuses to get away from her just to throw in a chaw. The affect it has on my income is obvious. And as I see my teeth yellow and brown while my gum line receeds I know deep within my soul there was once a time in my life where I'd throw a five-finger death punch at my own face for ever putting in a dip.
I first experienced dip while playing baseball growing up, that mixed with being an avid waterfowler I was rarely ever without a can or someone willing to throw me a pinch. At first it was occasional but now it's seemingly a constant addiction.
I'd just like to extend my thanks to this website and I look forward to interacting with you all throughout my crusade to kill both the physical and psychological dip monster within me.

All the best,
Sean

Why tomorrow? Tomorrow never comes. Nut up now and flush your crap. No time like the present.

[newaterfowler]

Hello all,

My name's Sean and I'm new to this site. I'd like to first say- this really is a wonderful place to help people escape the nicotine/dip trap that has once captured us all.
I've come to the point in my life where I know that I am controlled by the can that is never out of arms reach. I've seen it detrimentally affect my life in many aspects: my bank account, my overall and oral health, and my social life. I've somehow been lucky (or cursed) enough to hide my disgusting addiction from my girlfriend ever since we've started dating, always coming up with lame excuses to get away from her just to throw in a chaw. The affect it has on my income is obvious. And as I see my teeth yellow and brown while my gum line receeds I know deep within my soul there was once a time in my life where I'd throw a five-finger death punch at my own face for ever putting in a dip.
I first experienced dip while playing baseball growing up, that mixed with being an avid waterfowler I was rarely ever without a can or someone willing to throw me a pinch. At first it was occasional but now it's seemingly a constant addiction.
I'd just like to extend my thanks to this website and I look forward to interacting with you all throughout my crusade to kill both the physical and psychological dip monster within me.

All the best,
Sean